So many miles between us.
Only if I could have one wish.
I would wish to fly.
I'd fly over high mountains, and across valley greens.
I'd fly over blue oceans and every river and stream.
I would fly in the dark of night without a moons light. I'd fly into the early morning passing the sunrise.
Through the wind, the rain and , into any snow storm.
I would not stop, no matter how cold, no matter how hot.
I would fly and wouldn't stop. Not until I flew, on your front door step.
Because theres so many miles between us.
What do I say to a person I haven't spoke to in years. Strangers are we. How would it be? not like it used to be.
Out of the blue a note from you , which you left on my front door. What words would I say, if I spoke to you today,If I were to call you on the phone. ,The Conversation, will we have a good one, or will we stay silent on both ends.
How would it be . We're like strangers now. I'm a little scared to find out.
How would it be.
I'm wanna quit.!
I'm going to quit everything that's bad for me.
I'm want to stop.
I'm going to stop hurting.me
I'm about to let go.
Let go of all those negative thoughts I put on myself
And someday Im gonna say good bye ,
Say goodbye to all my lies , I tell to myself
And the day I no longer carry stress,and the burdens are of my chest
Is the day I become a better me.
I will have finally set myself free.
What is ir all about. What is life suppose to be.
Am I worthy? Am I living the way Im made to live?
Do I make a difference in all I do.?
These are questions I have to answers for.
Do I take up space.?
Where's my place!
Shall I remain idle?
Will I know when the day comes?
When I fulfil my born duties
And After I learn of my duties on earth.
When I accomplish them, will I leave this earth shortly after.
That's what I'm afraid of when our service is done,....will we become useless, Therefore our presence is no longer needed.
We all have a past,
Not all will have a future.
The now is whats important
Dont take it for granted.
Because tomorow is not guaranteed
Today is given as a gift from god
That's why its called the present.
Love was grand
Then went bad
Love was happy
Then turned sad
Love was worship
Churned to scorn
Love was life
Burnt and mourned
Love is worth
All it tolls
All the warts
And all it's moles
I'll do it again
If only I could
With all the bad
And all the good